Kiltering Mayhem-Chapter 84: Starting A New Journey.

The Milkshake we receive from the attendant is delicious; At least the one I am drinking is extremely tasty; I don’t know what type of ingredients were used on it neither, but I wouldn’t mind to have another go in a future occasion.

{*Sigh*, This gesture from Bverxkka towards us is going to make harder and awkward what I have to say}

—Thanks for the drink Bverxkka, But we have a different plan for today, So we can’t join you and your Party on the Combat Station.

{And I prefer to stay away from anything that is involved with PROTOCOL; I don’t know why, but I can’t stand anything related to IT}

"—Understandable, another day perhaps"; Reply stoically Bverxkka, without adding anything else; The rest of My Party finish their Milkshakes with hastiness to take our leave as soon as possible.

Being Q’Waray and Nisha the most relived ones after taking some distance from the location of Bverxkka.

{He didn’t seem offended or angered by our decision, Is obvious that our way of seeing life and social interactions is too different, and the same can apply with Q’Waray and how we treat her}

For a few minutes we continued walking in silence towards our destination, following Q’Waray until the mound of earth we will use is in front of us.

§ Incrusted Debris §

Level 30 - 59

Zenith 2

Grade 4

Ratio: 1 Hour = 10 Hours

§ Nûrkxz "Null" up to "Grade 3" §

Going deeper into the cavernous hollow, the strange sensations are quickly hard to ignore, the chilling breeze of this tunnel is a lot harsher of what I experienced in the previous Incrusted Debris, and the pressure around us is way higher, impeding our steps initially.

At the other side of this passage, we are received by an underground chamber that looks like an abandoned storage room; Except for the obvious fact that here is devoid of any type of supplies, absolutely nothing is on the shelves; Well, aside of a thick layer of dust and some spiderwebs here and there.

§ Intensive Adaptability §

Type: Optional Precept

Difficulty: Lethality Level 17 (Out of 6)

Threat: Dread Level 11 (Out of 4)

• {0} As a Party Gather together a Score (0) of 5 Millions {Repeatable}

• {0} As a Party Gather together Growth (0) of 9,000 {Repeatable}

• {0} As a Party Gather together Development (0) of 30,000 {Repeatable}

• {0} As a Party Gather together Progress (0) of 6,000 {Repeatable}

• {0} As a Party acquire together Level (0) of 10 {Repeatable}

Reward Graded {0}

§ No Time Limit - Forfeit At Any Moment §

{How thoughtful of you "Protocol"!}

Xoulsey and Q’Waray take a few seconds to acclimatize to the force of gravity that this Environment has, as well as the enhance atmospheric pressure of this place.

Just like the previous time, Yolanda calls her Contracted Partner "Blondlanda", both of them take the front line with me right behind the Not Twins, already having the Combat Pistol in my right hand, just in case we encounter a hostile creature or unfriendly group of individuals.

Marckza does the same, pointing the Battle Rifle For Designated Marksmen towards the only exit of this dusty room. freёwebnoѵel.com

The two door entrance is opened by the Not Twins, as I step forward into the dark hallway that connects to other rooms similar in design to the one we are leaving.

I don’t have any trouble seeing around, the Ascension Animal Affection is doing its job adequately, and the structure doesn’t look like it had any source of energy in a long, long time.

{Is a hospital?}

My mental question is answered by the multiple animal cages that are in another of the adjoining rooms.

{Maybe this place was a veterinary clinic}

Yolanda and Blondlanda walk pass by my sides to be on the front, coating their hands with their Cyan Zöhår, ready to strike down any possible threat.

We continue moving forward, quickly checking the rooms; We do not want someone or something behind us due to our lack of carefulness.

The stairs at the end of the corridor take us to the ground floor of this building, as we can see the broken glass of the principal door, and the dried blood on the wall behind the reception counter.

{Two lines of blood, means a creature with an extremity with two sharp protuberances, or someone with a weird weapon?; There is no additional information available for me to be more speculative or accurate on my assessment of the possible enemies}

This area is as large as the basement, and in the same way, was completely looted.

We left the veterinary clinic and look around the vicinity with the same scrutiny, noting that most of the buildings in the inmediations were built out of wood, not with brick and mortar.

This makes most of the constructions be in a pretty bad shape, as the weather and time itself has devastated the materials, leaving them very close to collapse with a simple push.

"—It is normal that an Incrusted Debris is so quiet?"; My question causes tenseness on Q’Waray, something is missing here, and she doesn’t seem to be in a good state as the Environment is taking a toll on her and Xoulsey.

"—No Trektör, even if the Locals actively are trying to occult themselves, we should sense the Zöhår and Vyåhö of the Environment"; Her voice is heavy and the heterochromic eyes of this Lady are traversing in every direction, trying to come up with an answer to our dilemma, se we take a little break to the side of the road, using my backpacks as seats as the buildings could fall down or turn into dust.

—There is no wind and the sky is full of clouds, Still the sun emits a large amount of warm light, "Could it be a Nuclear Winter?", No that has no sense, I should feel the discrepancies on radiation...

Q’Waray blabbering is slightly amusing, but her growing concern and the expression of dismay is beginning to affect the most biased of our Party, Nisha "—You guide us into the wrong Incrusted Debris, Didn’t you?".

"—I-I suppose I did commit a mistake"; Admits appalled Q’Waray "—But I don’t understand how it happened!".

"—Unbelievable!"; Nisha criticizes aggressively "—First you demand that we do this expedition giving us fake facts; Then you reject Bverxkka’s invitation out of fear; After that, you got the wrong destination; And on top of the previous ones, you don’t want to take responsibility for what you did?!".

—I said "I commit a mistake", but I don’t do mistakes, Do you understand what I want to convey you Stupid Brainless Plebeian!.

At the insult, Nisha roars completely infuriated, pulling out her metallic claws, pouncing at Q’Waray, who doesn’t remain motionless, discharging a lightning of Orange gold Electrons over the Thaigrin Felinaid Young Lady.

Upon seeing the Wild Electrons, Marckza does a [Blink], tackling Nisha out of the way, but this action is insufficient as this Wild Electrons follow the new trajectory.

The Quelizt allows me to see this in slow motion, so I [Blink] in front of the energetic attack to defend Marckza, protecting myself with an additional coat of reddish magenta Wild Electrons from Annïzzhïa alongside the Normal blue Electrons I possess.

The impact forces me to do a step back, and the Electrons with the transparent [Zöhår Membrane] does absolutely nothing to diminish the overwhelming pain and the wounds this New type of Wild Electrons produce during its course trough my body.

Peeling off on contact part of my Fake Epidermis Suit, melting sections of the blue armor plates as if they were made of butter and burning my skin from its insides, atrophying my muscles and even boiling small amounts of my blood.

The [Molecular Realignment] pops up immediately to contain and treat the more pressing and dangerous condition of my overall state.

Which right now is dealing with the blood turned into gas, as not only cauterizes and wreaks havoc on my veins, but if it reaches my chest area or brain, it could cause a more serious damage, like a heart attack, or a self induced comatose state to preserve my life until being fully healed.

But as it happened the previous occasion I face a similar predicament, this New Wild Electrons start entangling with the other two types of Electrons I have under my command, comprehending how they work and fastly countering the damage by wilding them on my own.

Placating the discharge of Wild Electrons from Q’Waray; I see she is being held by Yolanda and Blondlanda, with Xoulsey pointing up her left hand, ready to blast the head of Q’Waray with a high amount of Cyan Zöhår.

Behind me I see Marckza pinning down Nisha, who is clearly more calm, yet keeps struggling against the oppressive suppression of Little Eslana.

{Copycat, Jajaja, Marckza is using on Nisha the same move I used on her when she challenged me to a Duel, *Sigh*, Oh Clarattoia, it seems like a decade since I left you, but it hasn’t even past a full day yet, *Sigh*, Maybe this electric attack truly affect me...}

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